”No high-five this time, just a big hug.“Okay,” she said. “So, your dad died then?”“Yeah, a plane crash on a business trip. I was seven.�...Her head dropped.“I was eight when mom and dad split up.” Slowly, her head came up and she looked at me, a sad and twisted look on that normally smiling face.“And?” I encouraged.“It was ugly. Screaming, shouting. We don’t talk about it now but I think there was another man. Lots of ugliness. They fought over me. But mom wanted to move to California, with that. Our tongues entwined in sex while I pulled her close. For the first time I could feel her full breast. They were soft and provided a motherly comfort. I let her gown fall from her shoulders letting me see her full. She stepped back and unbuckled my pants as I stood there in awe. Next I was set free as she lowered my slacks to the floor. I felt as if I was being treated like a knight readied for a bath by my maidservant. She was skilled to have me bare without that awkward strip practiced in my. This was usually five working days so he would often go over a week without release. Jenny found David much more submissive to her during this time. She would dress slutty when their son was not around to tease him and humiliate him. Their son was at a sleepover one day and came home early due to his friends grandmother being ill. He saw his mother wearing a boob tube top and a skirt not much wider than a belt. She wore suspenders and tights with extremely high heels. Luckily David was upstairs. “ Fill me up” as she grabbed my arse and pulled me into her “ Fuck me harder” she whispered so I banged her harder and harder finally ending when I shot my load up into her as she let out another little moan of delight. She pushed me off her gave me a quick kiss and crawled out of the tent. I could see her as a silhouette first stand and squat, “Got get all your little soldiers out of me before I go back and tell Stephanie al, about it. “ She slipped on her bra and panties and was off. 15.